Sebastian is our fourteen-year-old son and he says some of the funniest things–we have no idea where he gets his material since his mother and I are rather boring, serious people.
A couple of days ago, we had to spend a considerable amount of time looking for his phone before school, I lamented that this was an all-too-common occurrence.
Me: “You would probably lose your head if it were not attached.”
Sebastian: “Bruh. If my head wasn’t attached, I’d be dead.”
Me: “Good catch.”
the drunken cyclist 